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Punitive Damages
by
Christina_O
Part Nine
"Dawnie..." Xander reached out a hand and placed it on Dawn’s shoulder and it went through the girl’s shoulder and down. Startled, Xander stared, wiggling his hand. He poked at her with his other hand.
"Do you mind?" Dawn asked pointedly, gesturing to where Xander’s hand was. He jerked it back, blushing, realizing that had she been flesh and blood, he would have been tuning in Tokyo. "As much as I’ve enjoyed being virtually fondled, I think I need to explain. Willow was trying a locator spell on you, Xander, cause to tell you the truth, we've all been a little worried about you...and apparently we were justified. Anyway, something went kind of wonky, I’m not actually there, I'm being projected...you know, like a hologram...so I'm safe at home. Don’t ask." She sighed, glaring at Spike as the vampire poked a curious finger through her arm. "Stop that! Look, I’m glad you’re both okay, but Buffy..."
"Already knows, Nibblet...kind of burst in on us earlier. Broke down my bloody door, she did. And read us both the riot act...don’t know why, she’s been hounding me for space and when she gets it, she acts all bloody irritated...women..." Spike grumbled.
"Hey! Buffy cares about you! Okay, so she isn’t sure how to handle it, but...he has a right to know, Willow...okay, okay...anyway, Willow says to be careful and get Xander home. She'll explain this all later. Bye." Dawn sounded a bit miffed, but gave them both a small smile and a wave before she vanished into thin air.
"Well, that was..." Xander waved an arm, trying to think of a way to describe what had just happened. He looked at Spike who looked just as bewildered.
"I love her, but leave it to little Nibblet to blow the gaff. Buffy’s going to be extremely brassed off." Spike needed a cigarette. He dug in the pockets of his duster.
"Blow the gaff?" Xanders forehead wrinkled.
"You know, spill the beans...let the cat out of the bag..." Spike explained, watching Xander as the boy nodded. "She’s a sweet kid, but she likes to talk. I wonder how Red’s gonna take it that her best pal, Xander, is bumping tummies with the former Big Bad." Spike grinned evilly. "Bet she’ll turn me into a toad or a rat." He fished in his pocket for his lighter and lit up. Xander watched him take a drag before answering.
"Red can mind her own business for once. Besides, I really think that Wills has more important things on her mind these days." Xander kicked a small rock as they made their way toward the gates.
"Yeah, how is Glinda anyway? Has she talked to Red yet? They’re a right cute couple, I hope Glinda sees how bad off Red is without her." Spike took a long drag on his cigarette. Suddenly, Spike froze, throwing his arm out to stop Xander from taking another step. They turned to their left and a fledgling vampire launched himself at them growling. He threw a punch, knocking Spike off his feet. He then turned to Xander and licked his lips, smelling the human’s fresh blood flowing through his veins.
"Time to die." The fledge grinned, his fangs flashing.
"My thoughts, exactly, mate." Spike lunged at the vamp, a broken tree branch in his hand. He moved gracefully, thrusting it into the fledge’s heart and watching as the fledge burst into a cloud of dust. "You okay, luv?" Xander nodded, not even really fazed.
"My hero." Xander pretended to swoon, laughing at Spike’s exasperated look. Spike rolled his eyes. "I love watching you fight...so hot...you know, I always wondered if you fucked as good as you fought." He blushed and quickly looked away. He hadn’t meant to let that little tidbit slip.
"And?" Spike moved closer to Xander, lowered his voice to a sexy purr, licking his lips seductively, his eyes fixed on the boy. "Do I fuck as good as I fight?" Xander shuddered visibly at the way Spike slightly emphasized the word fuck. The human gasped as Spike pinned him up against a nearby oak tree. He nuzzled the boy’s throat, licking and sucking at the soft flesh where his mark was visible. Xander moaned, his hips thrusting against Spike’s. As Spike’s tongue grazed the puncture wounds, Xander cried out, as he felt himself lose control and cum violently in his pants.
"AHHH! SPIKE! SPIKE! You know you do, you evil bastard." Xander panted, kissing Spike hard. "Now, I really need that shower."
"Need help washing your...back?" Spike offered, grinning. Xander returned the grin, absolutely loving this whole feeling naughty thing. He had enjoyed his romps with Anya, but she gave commands like an army sergeant and that was just not sexy. Spike’s teasing bordered on raunchy and the forbidden, but stopped just short of obscene, a line Anya either didn’t see or refused to acknowledge.
"I need help with all my...hard to reach places," he murmured, trailing a finger from the neck of Spike’s black tee-shirt to where it met the waistband of his practically painted-on black jeans. He raised smoky chocolate-colored eyes to Spike and watched the vampire lick his lips hungrily. "The cemetery is not exactly somewhere I wanted to add to my growing list of places I’ve made love. Come on, Blondie." He grabbed Spike’s hand and they began walking again.
They managed to make it back to Xander’s apartment without dusting more than two vamps...surprising on the Hellmouth, but Xander didn’t want to complain. He unlocked the door and walked through, dropping his keys on the coffee table. He turned and saw Spike leaning against the invisible barrier, giving Xander a sour look.
"Don’t you have to come in to take a shower with me?" Xander grinned at him. The vampire yelped as he fell into the room, landing in a heap. Xander’s grin faded and he rushed forward. "Spike! I’m sorry. I thought I actually had to say ‘Come in’ or ‘you’re invited’ or something. Don’t be mad," he implored, reaching down to help his lover up.
"Oh, don’t fret, luv. I’m not mad." The vampire's voice was far too sweet to be sincere and Xander dropped Spike’s hand, backing away slowly. "You’re going to make it up to me...aren’t you, sweet thing?" Xander licked his lips, still backing away as Spike moved towards him, a predatory look in his blue eyes.
"Spike...what are you doing?" Xander asked, his voice husky. He squeaked as he backed himself up against a wall. Spike smirked, pinning the human to it with his body. "Spike, we need to take a shower...I’ll make it up to you after we...mmmmmm...a-after we finish the shower..." He groaned as Spike licked at his claim mark. "Spike...please...stop...we have to..." Spike raised his head, revealing golden eyes. "Come take a shower with me?"
"Think I’d miss the chance to see you naked and wet and soapy? Lead on, luv." Spike gave Xander a suggestive smirk.
"You are such a pervert. God!" Xander feigned exasperation, sending Spike a flirtatious grin over his shoulder.
"And you love it, baby. Unless that was someone else moaning, Spike...Spike...do it now...Spike earlier at my crypt." He saw the flush crawl up Xander’s neck and knew that his boy was turning a gorgeous shade of red. He could also smell the increase of pheromones in the air. Delicious...just like Xander.
"There’s never a stake around when you need one."
"I’ve got your stake right here, luv." Spike leered at him, cupping his crotch crudely. He pinned Xander against the doorframe of the bathroom and kissed him.
"Undead sex fiend...shower now...touchy feely later." Xander kissed Spike gently and slipped under the vampire’s arms.
"Oi! I wasn’t finished yet!" Spike pouted, but he followed the boy inside the bathroom and they both began to strip.
Part Ten
Xander let his brown coat and buttonless blue shirt fall off his shoulders before he reached down for the snap on his jeans. He wasn’t aware that Spike had stopped pulling at his own clothes to stare appreciatively at the bricklayer’s muscular body. Spike licked his lips...Xander had grown into a truly beautiful man. Xander happened to look up as Spike let his eyes travel down Xander’s body leisurely.
"See anything you like?" The boy teased, hooking his thumbs in his belt loops, striking a very sexy pose. Spike blinked as he envisioned Xander dripping wet in the shower, droplets of water clinging to his chest and biceps, trickles of the clear fluid sliding down the boy’s delectable throat past the claim mark he’d put on Xander.
"Ex-excuse me?" Spike suddenly seemed to realize that Xander was speaking to him. If he could blush, he knew he’d be crimson right now. Xander gave him a knowing smirk and deliberately made a show of unzipping his jeans. Spike swallowed hard as he watched Xander dislodge the jeans from his waist with a slow, tantalizing roll of his hips. Xander peeled the jeans down his legs, finally ending Spike’s torture by kicking them aside.
"Hot?" Xander asked, innocently, as he opened the shower door and leaned into the shower cubicle to turn on the water.
"Uh...oh! Oh, yeah, hot...hot water is good." Spike stammered. He shook his head. Bloody hell! The whelp is going to think I’ve gone daft if I keep this up! Focus, Spike, stop ogling the boy and get in the soddin’ shower. He struggled out of his own jeans and boots, having already thrown his black tee-shirt to the floor. He stepped into the cubicle first and groaned in pleasure as the steaming water poured over his cool skin, the heat felt amazing. Xander followed, a similar sound of pleasure coming from the mortal’s throat.
"Mmmmmm....God, this feels terrific." Xander sighed. Spike snickered as an old television commercial popped into his head. Gee, your hair smells terrific! Someone had actually named a soddin’ shampoo that. Xander gave him a puzzled look.
"Sorry, luv, just reminded me of a shampoo commercial. Never mind." He suddenly felt extremely stupid.
"Gee, your vampire smells terrific." Xander fought a hysterical giggle...a manly giggle...at his own lame joke. Spike’s lips twitched and they both burst out laughing at the absurdity of it. Xander was thrown by the carefreeness he was feeling. He’d laughed with Anya, too, but those laughs were forced and usually to lighten an embarrassing and potentially hurtful comment Anya had made. He couldn’t remember laughing much with Cordelia and yet, here he was with Spike, of all people, and he felt like he was finally home. He really, really liked this side of Spike...the vampire was actually relaxed, not moody or sarcastic or even defensive. Spike was showing him a whole new Spike...a Spike who could laugh, joke, drive him crazy with lust, and a Spike who was just really, really sweet. "I love you." Xander kissed Spike almost tenderly and he felt the blond melt against him. This was the sexiest experience, just being here in the shower with Spike, holding each other.
"Could I...do you want...can I wash your hair?" Spike asked, hoping Xander would like having his hair washed as much as Dru used to. He had loved to wash Drusilla’s long, dark hair and wondered if Xanders sable hair would be as silky wet as it was dry and if Xander would purr with pleasure the way Dru had.
"You want to wash my hair?" Xander looked surprised, but then a smile lit up his face. "Yeah, I’d like that." His voice sounded huskier. No one had ever volunteered to wash his hair before and he’d always enjoyed having his hair washed when he went to the barber...even if the guy was nearly 80 and called him, Sonny boy. Scary thought, actually. He closed his eyes as he stood beneath the spray, wetting his hair. He felt Spike turn him gently and began to massage his scalp tenderly. Shivers went through Xander with every touch of Spike’s fingers against his head. "You’ve done this before."
"Yeah, well...Dru liked it and I love your hair...so soft and silky." Spike smiled as he heard Xander moan as his nails lightly scraped a sensitive area of Xanders scalp. "Rinse now, pet. And then, you can do me." As he watched Xander rinse his hair, he nearly kicked himself for his choice of words. Xander smiled, a predatory smile.
"I can do you? Now, there’s a thought I like." The dark-haired man pulled Spike into a rapacious kiss, one that the vampire quickly took control of. Spike heard Xander moan and slid slick hands over the human’s body, knowing just where to touch to drive Xander nuts. "My turn, remember?" Xander managed to protest, cupping Spike’s firm, round ass.
"Mmmm...yeah...whatever you say, luv." Spike dropped his head back, moaning as Xander began to suck on his neck, licking the droplets of water away. He shuddered as Xander tentatively lapped at the bite marks on Spike’s shoulder. Xander raised his head after a moment, a confused look on his face.
"I thought vampires had some kind of special speedy healing." He traced Spike’s wounds with an index finger.
"You claimed me, pet, just as I claimed you. Claim marks don’t heal completely. They fade, but remain...kind of like a scar. They will be very sensitive and are extremely pleasurable to the touch." Spike leaned forward and touched his tongue to Xander’s claim mark, making the boy moan as his cock stiffened. "See? If I wanted to, I could make you cum from this like I did before...ten years from now, I could make you cum from it."
"Oh...fuck me..." Xander moaned again as Spike teased the two puncture wounds once more. He groaned as Spike gripped the base of his cock.
"Wouldn’t want you to say I’m being unfair...it is your turn, yeah?" Spike purred, lapping once again at Xander’s mark.
"Right." Xander squeaked.
Part Eleven
"The water's getting cold, luv. You going to stand there all night? Let’s dry off and then you can do whatever you want." Spike offered, with a suggestive grin. He saw Xander close his eyes, take a deep breath and nod.
Xander opened the shower door, allowing Spike to step out. The blond vamp grabbed a big, beige, fluffy towel and handed it to Xander before grabbing himself a similar one and drying himself off. Xander nearly swallowed his tongue as he watched his lover rub the soft fabric all over his amazing body. Holy crap! He knew he was stealing expressions from Dawn, but damn, he had never been jealous of a towel until now. He rubbed his own towel over his body, almost copying Spike’s every move. The vampire looked up and both men bit back moans as the electricity in the room became nearly tangible. The sexual tension was thicker than the steam leftover from their shower. Spike reached out and snagged Xander’s towel, throwing both wet towels in the hamper next to the shower cubicle. Xander ducked his head and practically bolted out the bathroom door. Spike stared after him, startled. He hurried after the boy.
"It’s a bit late to be running now, don’t you think, Xan?"
"This is crazy! I’ve never been this horny before! Do you still think we were jinxed? I can’t believe I’m complaining about having really hot sex," he muttered, running a hand over his face. "I guess I don’t want this to only be about sex...you know? I mean, I love you and you love me, right? So, sex can’t be all to our relationship, right? Am I being stupid? I’m being stupid." He answered his own question.
"You are not stupid, it’s a legit question, yeah? You want to know if what we think is love is only lust. It’s not...baby, it’s like I’ve been saying...we are just alike. I wouldn’t have claimed you if it was just for the hot sex. Angelus would have, but not me. I’m a romantic kind of guy." He grinned rakishly at the boy and was pleased to see Xander’s lips curve into an amused smile. He leaned toward the boy, raised his head and kissed Xander lightly, reassuring him. "If you want to take it slow, I’ll slow it down, okay, luv?"
"Spike...aren’t we kind of married now? We haven’t exactly taken anything slow." Xander fingered the marks Spike had left on his body, groaning softly as a jolt of pleasure went straight to his groin. He jerked his fingers away. "I’m sorry I’m being all weird about this. I don’t know why I’m freaking."
"You’re freaking because I make you horny, but it’s more than that, isn’t it? You’ve never been sexually attracted to men before, have you? This whole bloody thing is new to you. No wonder you’re scared. You know I would never hurt you. I feel the same pull as you do, Xander. I look at you and I burn...I didn’t even burn for Dru and she was my Sire. Angelus wanted me to burn for him, but I couldn’t. I feel like this thing with you is so right. I claimed you, Xan...I claimed you. I love you. Maybe you need some time to think about everything. I can go back to the crypt and let you sort things out." Spike turned to get his clothes, but Xander grabbed him by the arm.
"I don’t want you to go. Stay here...you going to leave me alone on our wedding night?" He managed a wobbly smile. He saw the hesitation in Spike’s eyes and he dropped his eyes to the floor, feeling as if he had just been rejected.
"If you want me to stay, I’ll stay. It’s up to you, Xander."
"Stay. Can we just say this was wedding jitters? Please?" Xander gave Spike his best puppy dog eyes. The vamp caved within two seconds.
"Bloody hell...those eyes..." Spike groaned, "You don’t play fair, pet. I’m never going to win an argument, am I? Not that we were arguing..."
"Come here, Blondie." Xander pulled his lover into his arms, hugging Spike before planting a gentle kiss on the vampire. The gentle kiss didn’t last for long as they wrapped their arms around each other and Spike deepened the kiss, moaning. Xander made a strangled sound in his throat as Spike slid his hands down to caress the boy’s firm ass, causing their erections to rub together. Xander walked Spike backwards until they reached his bed. Spike gasped, as the back of his knees bumped the mattress, jerking his mouth from Xander’s. He stared into the boy’s dark eyes, shuddering at the heat he saw there. Xander kissed Spike again, this time the kiss wasn’t gentle, it was a hungry, devouring kiss that burned Spike from the inside out. "I love you...I want you...Spike..." Xander panted, as he slowly ended the kiss. Spike looked up at him, dazed. The vampire nodded, licking his lips.
"I’m all yours, luv." Spike reached up and lovingly stroked Xander’s face. Spike whimpered as Xander grabbed his hand, pressing a kiss against the cool palm. He whimpered again as Xander did it again, pleasure shot right through him causing his stomach to clench and his cock to jerk.
"Let me love you, Spike...I want to lay you down and slide deep inside you...I want to hear those sexy little sounds you make when I’m thrusting into you..." Xander murmured, watching as Spike’s eyes fluttered closed, feeling himself harden as the blond moaned.
"Xander, baby...oh, bloody hell..."
"Say yes...tell me that’s what you want...please, Spike..." Xander dropped a kiss on Spike’s shoulder, brushing his tongue against the bite marks there.
"I thought...you didn’t want this to be all about sex?"
"Not sex...I want to make love...I want to make love with you." Xander nuzzled Spike’s neck, kissing the soft, pale skin. Spike gasped as he was pushed down on Xander’s mattress, moaning softly as the boy followed him down, their bodies rubbing erotically together. He felt another jolt of pleasure as he heard Xander’s echoing moan. Xander moved down Spike’s body, licking and sucking at the cool flesh. Spike groaned, biting his lip, as Xander teased a nipple with his warm, wet tongue. "Mmmm...you taste so good...smell so good...feel so right beneath me...yeah...moan for me, baby...again..." Spike began to pant as Xander’s words sent his senses reeling. He arched his back, moaning just as Xander asked, rolling his hips.
"Xander...Xander...luv, please..." Spike pleaded, as the man moved down his body even further. Xander ignored the blond, running his tongue over Spike’s sexy abs before circling his bellybutton. Spike rolled his hips again as if to assuage the sweet pain in the pit of his stomach that Xander was causing with his devastating seduction.
Part Twelve
Xander dipped his tongue into Spike’s bellybutton, looking up through his lashes at the blond. Spike had his head thrown back, his lower lip between his teeth, and his hands were clenched tightly in Xander’s bedsheets. Xander began to suck on the flesh just below Spike’s bellybutton, just north of Spike’s happy trail...the sexy strip of unbleached dark hair that led to Spike’s incredibly sexy, throbbing cock. Spike arched off the bed, swearing. Spike cried out as Xander gave the head of his cock a tentative lick.
"Oh God! Don’t stop...please, don’t stop...ohhhhh..." Spike forced himself not to thrust up into Xander’s warm mouth. Xander swirled his tongue around the tip, moaning softly as he tasted Spike’s pre-cum. He closed his mouth around the tip, slowly bringing his head up as he let it slide from his lips. He heard Spike groan in protest and took the pale cock a little deeper than before, repeating the process until he could feel Spike’s wiry pubic hair tickling his nose. He was proud of himself for not gagging and knew that Spike was pleased by the throaty moans and whimpers escaping the blond. He teased the large vein on the underside of Spike’s cock, knowing that he had always enjoyed it when Anya did it to him. Spike nearly came right there and Xander felt one of the vampire’s hands come down to fist tightly in his hair. Xander smiled around Spike’s cock, apparently, he’d found an erogenous zone. He started to hum around Spike’s impressive length and heard Spike scream his name as the blond’s orgasm hit him violently. Xander swallowed around Spike’s pulsing cock, the cool cum sliding down his throat.
"XANDER! OHHH! OH GOD! BLOODY HELL! OHHHH! OH!" Spike was digging his toes into the mattress, his back was arched, and he was panting.
"That was so hot." Xander purred, licking at the tip to make sure that there was no left over cum there. Spike moaned, still shuddering from the pleasurable aftershocks. His body fell bonelessly back to the mattress, his eyes closed. He gave one last shuddery sigh, releasing his almost painful hold on Xander’s short, dark hair. "You okay?" Xander brushed his hand over Spike’s features lovingly. The vampire’s only reply was a satisfied smirk. "I’m not finished yet...think you can handle it?" Spike rolled to his side, facing Xander.
"Bring it on, little one. I’m game if you are." Spike said, softly.
"Little one! Who are you calling little one, Shorty?" Xander mock growled.
"Oi! Not short, I’m compact." Spike grinned wickedly, "and well muscled...mysterious, too, I hear." Xander stared at him, reddening to the tips of his ears.
"Buffy told you?" he asked, mortified.
"Anya, actually. She said that you were right, I was compact, yet well muscled." Spike’s grin faded as he realized what he’d said. "Fuck! I’m sorry, Xan. I didn’t mean..." He sighed, "Feel free to plant one on me. I deserve it."
Xander captured Spike’s mouth in a rough, almost punishing kiss that the vampire responded to greedily. They both moaned into the kiss, hands groping.
"Plant one on me means hit me, luv. I take it you aren’t brassed off?"
"Why should I be? After all, you claimed me, right? Not Anya. I love you, you know that. I also get why you and Anya did what you did. It was a comfort thing, not a love thing. I hurt Anya in the most humiliating way possible, I don’t have the right to blame her for what happened...you, either. As my grandmother used to say, People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. I had no right to judge when it was my fault that she was hurting. I should have been a man and told her to her face that it wasn’t going to work out instead of running like the insecure little boy she accused me of being."
"You were scared, no shame in that, luv. Marriage is a huge step and something was telling you that she wasn’t the right one for you. You could have gone and ahead and married the bint and then realized it was a mistake. We all make mistakes, luv. It takes a real man to admit it. It also takes a real man to forgive and you’ve done that, it seems." Xander gave him a smile and Spike stroked the silky hair at the nape of Xander’s neck.
"Enough talking, more sex." Xander kissed Spike again and the vampire responded eagerly, deepening the kiss. The blond pulled away briefly.
"No sex...more love making," he reminded the boy, leaning forward once again to nibble on Xander’s lower lip with blunt teeth. Xander made a rumbling sound of agreement and let himself be kissed. He ran his hands over Spike’s pale body, making soft appreciative sounds as he stroked the vampire’s smooth, round ass and curled his hand around the blond’s throbbing cock. Spike moaned and arched into his lover’s touch. Xander slid down Spike’s body, once again nibbling and sucking the cool flesh, loving Spike’s sexy, throaty growls and groans. "Ohhhh...ohhhh...Xander..." The vampire whimpered as Xander began to gently suck at the skin of his sensitive inner thighs. He lifted his hips off the bed.
"Wait...wait, baby...we need lube...I don’t want to take you dry..." The word again hung in the air...saliva was not great as lube...it was...kind of disgusting, actually. "There’s a box of...stuff...under the bed..." He heard Spike’s moan of protest as he moved away. "Shhhh...just one second, honey, I promise..." He moved quickly, easily finding the metal box that housed Anya’s...toys. He hurriedly opened it and extracted a jumbo size tube of lubricant. Flipping the top of it, he squeezed a quarter-sized amount into his palm and began to smear it in and around Spike’’s hole. He bit his lip as he rubbed what was left onto his erection. He eased himself onto Spikes stomach, gasping as his body slid deliciously against Spike’s. Spike moaned as Xander rubbed the head of his cock against his sensitive entrance. Xander nearly bit through his lip as he easily slid into Spike about an inch. "Ohhhh God...you feel so good..." Spike wiggled impatiently, writhing beneath the human, wanting Xander in him now. Xander took the hint and thrust forward, they both moaned loudly as he slid home. Fully embedded in Spike’s cool channel, Xander leaned down and suckled the wounds he’d given the vamp when theyd claimed each other. Spike cried out, his face morphing from human to demon to human. Xander thrust long and hard, picking up speed as Spike bucked up into him. They moaned and sighed and growled and panted as they moved together as one.
"XANDER! XANDER! OHHHH LUV! XANDER!" Spike came first, his muscles tightening, pleasure rushing through him as he screamed his boy’s name. Xander moaned into Spike’s ear, panting. The sound of his name on Spike’s lips pushed him over the edge.
"SPIKE! OHHH GOD! SPIKE! SPIKE! OHHHHH!" Xander felt his body jerk and felt himself emptying into Spike’s body. He collapsed on top of the vampire, his heart pounding. He felt Spike gently stroking his hair and heard the soothing words the blond murmured. Spike was purring again and Xander smiled, wondering if Spike knew how adorable it was that a big, tough, evil vampire was purring like a sated kitty cat. He also wondered if Spike knew that this hidden sweet side of his was making Xander fall in love with him even more.
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